"Saint Mother, let me handle this!"
Just as Natasha was about to make another move, a hoarse and dry voice came from the side—Mrs. Peter.
Mrs. Peter glared at Ye Feng with a face full of resentment:
"You killed my son, ruined my body, destroyed my looks, today I want you to wish you were dead!"
Mrs. Peter now looked extremely pitiful, her nose was gone, a piece of her upper lip was missing, her entire body covered in blood, looking like a ferocious ghost, extremely terrifying!
Ye Feng glanced coldly at Mrs. Peter, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes:
"Defeated General!"
Ye Feng's disdainful attitude completely angered Mrs. Peter, she shouted harshly:
"You are now seriously injured, and your ant has been disabled, I want to see how you can still be arrogant!"
"Do you really think you can kill me? Do you think you even know what my trump card is! If you dare to come, I dare to kill!" Ye Feng's eyes burst with a terrifying brilliance!
